
“You why giggle so rich mbak kunti?” ask Baim.
“Ha-ha-ha. You know not the hell. I look at the fans of Pak Tema. They're tired of loving something about people they like, uh who like even the rich duckies. You must often be given food like this, right?” ask Kiran.
“Yes, not only food like this, often also Mr. Themes thanks chocolate, cake or whatever gifts from his fans,” explained Baim.
“Kok Pak Themes thanks only to you?” ask Kiran in surprise. He shuddered to imagine Mr. Tema liked Baim. Baim is a handsome guy, Kiran is worried if the gossip about the Theme turns out to be true.
“Not the same as me anyway, Nis. Mr. Tema likes to give to others, but he never gives to girl students, he is afraid that the girl students he loves are even excited about being given something ama him.”
“Yes is. Can be hysterical tuh chocolate-loved chick same si Themes,” thought Kiran.
Today, Kiran was observing the library. Although there are no suspicious transactions in the library, but Kiran can not ignore the slightest possibility that can happen.
Baim surrounds the school looking for Kiran's whereabouts, but doesn't find her until they meet back in class.
“Where you were. Nis?” baim asked when he finally found the girl he was looking for from earlier was busy sitting on his own stool.
“From perpus,” replied Kiran casually.
“I searched for you earlier.”
“Ngapain get me?” Kiran chuckled in response to Baim.
“I'm worried about you. Fear you were kidnapped,” Baim said.
“Ha-ha-ha, yes, yes, sorry yaaaa..” Kiran did not catch the worried expression on Baim's face.
Today, the history lesson is at the last hour. Unlike other lessons that when stored in the last hour make students sleepy, the, the lessons are still able to attract the attention of students in class XI IPS 3 so they are still enthusiastic and enthusiastic about attending the Theme class.
“Si Excellent emang theme.” Kiran looked at the female disciples who were engrossed in repairing their makeup. Some are applying lipgloss, combing, powdering the face, applying eyeliner, and also spraying perfume that is visible from the brand is not ordinary perfume.
“Good morning everyone.” The theme enters the class with passion. “Day is already noon, but our spirit must remain the spirit of the morning.”
“Crazy the Theme, this afternoon is still spirit,” praise Kiran in her heart.
Two hours of lessons quickly passed. Some students, most female students regret the fast hours of their lesson completed.
“Nis, after school you go where?” ask Baim.
“You go home,” replied Kiran tired. Of course the fatigue felt by Kiran is not physical fatigue but heart fatigue. His heart was not working normally.
“Watch me play basketball. Want, yeah?” pinta Baim.
“Oh you play basketball?” ask Kiran.
“Yes, this afternoon I was training with the basketball team. You want to watch our team rehearsal?”
“Iya deh,” replied Kiran mengyati because she felt sorry for Baim who seemed to be expecting Kiran to watch him who was practicing basketball. Kiran can use the time to monitor the movement of children who are still in school until the afternoon.
Baim's face suddenly changed from hearty to cheerful.
“Still yes, Nis. I'll go first, change the costume first. I'm waiting in the room.” Baim ran with spirit. His chest was pounding imagining himself playing basketball being licked by his girl.
Actually Kiran does not like to watch 10 people running around to put the ball into the defense ring of their respective opponents. Kiran was dizzy to see them running back and forth. But Kiran did not want Baim to be sad because he refused her invitation.
The state of the school was not as crowded as earlier this afternoon, but often unexpected events occurred when the eadaan was quiet. There are still many female students who watch 10 teenage boys running around screaming hysterically cheering.
Kiran saw the situation was already quiet in some areas. Kiran sneaks out of the female student's band that is still enthusiastically watching the practice basketball team. He tried to explore some quiet school areas. There were several groups of students who gathered while smoking. Kiran photographed the groups using a small, watch-shaped camera worn on her right hand.
Towards the magrib, Kiran just arrived at his boarding house.
“Where are you coming home this time?” sharp voice Theme welcome Kiran.
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to be continued...